Today I will start chronicling ideas that come or have come in the past. A few Sundays past, an idea came after moving to Fifth Avenue/Madison Avenue. Museums all around surrounded and walking around the area with Ann Robinson Petter, the ever fresh thinker, painter, and artist, we moved to an activist rally for Palestine...ah but the idea itself
Well the idea is to start an International Poetry Museum in Manhattan. It would be an international poetry museum which would be alive with poetry reading stone step natural acoustic auditorium, halls of poems hung and sung in each language, manuscripts of poems saved in libraries, open microphone for some nights, celebration of great poets, a poetry gift and interests section. It would be international with a celebration of languages African and Asian, South American and North, European, Arctic, and Antarctic. It would be free and open to the public, managed through large endowments, created environments with permanent and revolving collections...and it would allow poetry events on the scale of performing arts with a performing arts ability no less than any of the performed arts across (Central Park).
It would be an International Poetry Museum that saves or stores, sings and celebrates, and ultimately brings poetry centrally into the domain of the arts--living and central to the human tradition. Central to its core. Living poetry and song...
Monday, March 9, 2009
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